well, not exactly since most of us start work at 8, and if u start at nine, u go back at 6. anyhoo~~ almost all of us i dare say will be absorbed into the legions of slaves that will be stuck within this time frame to sweat it out every month. and all your effort every month will translate to a few thousand ringgit. that is how much u are worth in this capitalist economy… get used to it. no doubt then everyone wants to hunt for the grandest paying job. i mean who doesnt? more salary = to more spending power = more income tax~. we want the glamour and luxury we see other ppl have. BMWs, Alfa Romeos, latest technological gadgets and the list goes on. heck, even for a person like me who doesnt even really give a damn about the lastest technological advances wouldnt mind getting those babies.
this i guess is the draw back of being a capitalist. every god damned thing is a commodity. ur time and energy and brains are measured in gold. ur utilites are in gold. and god forbid, love may also be in gold. u work ur ass off just so u get the thousands, while the company earn the billions. bloody hell, what the heck?! and they are promoting ownership bla bla bla. ownership? gimme more of the pie and i wouldnt mind being an owner. day in day out i sweat it out and still i get peanuts. yeah sure there is bonus… i still cant see how that equalizes to make me feel like an owner. maybe if u throw in better working environments like the ones in Shell then i’d be all too happy to change my mind set as an owner. get to play pool, sing ur heart out or just work out in the gym all in a days work. and for heaven sake.. can we do something about our workstations please??? doesnt anyone feel like its a prison in there? doesnt anyone?!! those square cubicles with files piled ever so high, plastered with diagrams and notes. one step inside the office and u KNOW it is an OFFICE. no more. no less.
we should have offices that ARENT offices. Allow us to customize the place for goodness sake~. like those in pixar or whatever game studios u may have. i remember even seeing one having palm trees, sand, beach ball and etc for a workstation. if u step into an office like that… i don think u would be thinking its an office in the first place. and for dress code.. why in the world must it be formal anyways??? does it mean if i dress up in apek clothes i cant work efficiently? we are stuck in the office working our asses off anyways..its not like we are meeting clients day in day out. heck even if we are, formal clothes does not equal to better efficiency. didnt no one ever heard about don judge a book by its cover? everyone use that phrase… no one in the god damned world practice it i guess.
alas, such a thing is still light years away from us; if such a culture ever permeates through anyways. thats the life most of us will face for the next 30 years of slavery to the capitalist economy. and the life most of our parents will be encouraging us to go for. i have never seen parents encouraging their children to start a buziness, or to sing, be an artist and what have you. from young it was drilled into our pathetic brains: GET A FREAKING GOOD PAYING JOB IN THE FUTURE. that is why we have to labour years and years to fill our hard drive with ‘knowledge’. everyone craze over the future job roles. and how to help ‘guarantee’ that? get good grades of course~! and so u have ppl pushing their children to be doctors, accountants, engineers and bla bla.
we all have dreams no? dont you have dreams? have you never thought about your dreams? what u wished you could have become? pictured yourself in that role that u believe was meant for you? im sure we all have. i know i have. but why?! why didnt you go for what u wanted to become? why?! why didnt I go for what i wanted? why? what did we aim for? what did i aim for? questions questions… with pathetically predictable answers. cold hard cash. and with that, dreams are destroyed. crushed to oblivion. so distorted are our views, that we no longer see it. we all either chickened out, or brainwashed, or blackmailed into the current situation that we are in. no one ever said the right thing to do is the easiet way to go.
i like so many others, gave away a dream in the name of currency. i only need 1 person in my life to deny me that possibility. just one, and i would give up my dream. with the constant barrage of logic and persuasions, i sensed the wall ever so high. i couldnt even throw a pebble over it. but they can hurl boulders over my head. i could of course wage war against them. but a civil war would be out of the question. after all, wars fought against giants are wars lost from the beginning. i could of still forge ahead without a need of a war. but the coward in me thought better of it. to pursue your dreams, is to wade in uncertain waters. i wasnt strong enough to wade in it. i have not the strengh yet to defy the lords that ruled the realm. after all said and done, i still went for money.
there are times when i heard of ppl defying their parents to pursue what they wish to do. music. he actually went to further his studies in music against the will of his parents. and it was them who gave in. i wonder at that bargaining power he has. he was after all at their mercy for funding his education and yet he was able to decide which way the money should go. that thought never even went through my mind. to argue is to commit suicide. they need only to wage psychological blackmail against me and i would falter immediately.
my believe is when we give up what we wish to do for something more ‘practical’, its tantamount to selling our soul to the Devil. why? we sell our soul to the devil when we want something to come to us easy. this is no different. we chose the path that is easier to walk compared to fighting to reach our dreams. we don have to make a pact witht Devil to officially sell our souls. anyone of us who are wishing we could be doing something else has long ago sold our souls to the Devil in the name of Currency. i can only hope that one day, i will be able to snatch my soul back and dwell in the sands of Saqqara to unearth tomb of Imhotep and find the body of Cleopetra in the name of Isis.
